Are we done yet?

I feel like asking myself "are we done yet?" I am flustered with packing, and the raging mess my house has become. Piles everywhere, random items floating around the house. I feel like I need to be further along in my packing, but we still have a few days, and most things are necessary for survival. Even things I originally thought we could do without, have found their way back into the mix of things. I wish I could just teleport all our belongings, and meet them in Seattle.

OK, only a few more days of packing. Then the drive, then the unpack. This sounds like a lot. I think I will take a nap!